We spent six hours at the museum today.  It was incredible and educational and emotional and stunning.

I’m wrung out.  But I have a lot of pictures to share when I have access to my computer next weekend.

We were back from our day at the museum in time to have a drink at the hotel bar and then to get two of the last seats in the Cathedral for Irma Thomas’s concert.

Banjo Man has gone to Fritzels for some jazz and I am in bed.  It is 9:00.  I think all that turmeric the man consumes gives him superhuman energy.

He really is amazing.  Except he can’t figure out how to operate elevator buttons, but that’s a story for another time.

I’ll leave you with this quote.